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He closed his eyes, unable to forget the aggression in his father’s voice. No matter how hard he tried, it lingered like a stain he couldn’t remove.
So instead he called to mind a different sound.
“Little cricket!”
His mother. Oh, how he wished he could remember the features of her face.
Or, Kinich has a dream about his family.
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- Part 14 of An Equivalent Exchange